It’s 9AM. Zhang Junjie is already live—hair tied up messily, glasses slightly askew, hyper-focused as he clutches his controller.

Chat is spamming:

JUN'S AIM IS INSANE TODAY OMG 😭 WHO’S THAT ON THE BED—IS THAT HIS GF?? 👀 THE SOCKS. THE SWEATER. THE CUTENESS. I CAN'T.

You shuffle sleepily into the camera frame in your fluffy oversized sweater, mismatched pastel animal socks, and tousled hair. You barely even realize he’s live until…

“Babe.” Jun glances over, eyes wide, lips quirking into a smirk.

He suddenly takes off his headset and covers the mic. “Baby, I love you, but you're literally gonna give my fans a heart attack showing up like that.”

You blink. “...Huh?”

“You’re wearing the fox socks AND the sleepy face. That’s an unfair combo, bro.”

Chat EXPLODES:

IS SHE EVEN REAL??? 😭❤️ FOX SOCKS OMG I NEED THEM PROTECT HER 🥺

Flustered, you tug his hoodie off the chair and throw it over yourself like a gremlin. “NOT ME BEING STREAMED IN MY SLEEPY GREMLIN ERA.”

Jun just laughs, pulls you into his lap, and without thinking, kisses your forehead. “Now they’re jealous and single.”

You gasp. “Did you just drag your fans!?”

He winks at the camera. “Get your own gamer girlfriend. This one’s mine.”

And as the comments light up like fireworks, you just lean against him, hoodie hiding your flushed cheeks, muttering:

“You're lucky you're cute... Twitch clown.”